
Home is a relationship that brings two people together with different characters. And different habits. This applies to Bram and Ayra. Their new household for corn remains the same in general Households in the community.
There will be minor conflicts. Or trivial things that can be big or even make the relationship harmonious husband and wife.
This is where the importance of religious education is. An Islamic adab in a marriage is needed. One of the roles in charge of maintaining the lasting relationship is not only located in the husband but also in the wife. Ayra which has also been equipped not only about halal education haram, postulates or hadiths. But also provisions when going to sail the household ark.
Tonight, Bram who just took a bath seems to be the habit of the husband who is accustomed to anything done by maids. He will put his towel on the bed. Ayra who had just closed the curtains of her room smiled and took a deep breath.
Since marriage and their relationship has improved. And Bram who once read a sentence Heaven of the world is in the wife. So tonight is a calm that Bram gets from the way his wife remembers him who keeps doing the same thing over and over again after a shower. From putting a towel on the mattress and pulling clothes to the arrangement of clothes in the closet back messy.
Ayra who saw that took a deep breath and smiled so sweetly at Bram.
"My beloved husband..... Towel's wet. Looks like my handsome husband really likes to put a towel on the bed. Can't just leave it in the bathroom"
Ayra quickly walked up to get the towel. Just put a wet towel attached to the mattress. Bram quickly pulled one end of his towel.
"Hehehe... Forget Ay. Stiffness of his hand."
"No why my dear. Perhaps from your forgetfulness Allah wants me to achieve so much reward. Hehe..."
The face made as blankets as possible makes Bram quickly pull the towel until his wife is in his arms.
"Don't tease me. We just had a shower. Want to shampoo again?"
"Why doesn't my handsome husband have no pity on this wife who hasn't fallen asleep."
The sound of Bram's laughter made their bodies shake. Bram took the towel from Ayra's hand.
"Sleep."
Bram stepped his foot and placed the wet towel he had used in the shower. When he returned, his wife was still drying her hair.
"Here I help."
While drying Ayra's long hair. Bram looked at his wife through the mirror.
"Ay, tomorrow afternoon Liona can go home. You really don't mind if Liona stays here? Or do we just move to my apartment?"
"Mas worried I'm jealous?"
"Hem."
Bram is still focusing on Ayra's hair.
"Thank you for thinking about my feelings."
"Your bulging cheeks make me unable to concentrate on your hair."
"Hehehe... Do you miss the Drum woman first if I turn my cheek up like this?"
"No. Your face looks more cute. So I want to climb again."
"The red face of each Ayra puffed Ayra's cheeks. Ayra likes to see it."
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Ayra turned around from her sitting position so that it faced towards Bram.
"Thank you for thinking about this wife's feelings. Second, Ayra doesn't mind. Rani is in morning sickness. Liona also still needs support and pity Mama if we move from here at times like this. Not to mention, Ayra had heard a conversation with a lawyer. I'm sorry Ayra accidentally heard that mas when Ayra was looking for mas."
Bram sat crouching and faced his wife. She stroked Ayra's black hair.
"It's okay."
"You've had too much soft therapy at the beginning of our marriage. Even you took care of MIKEL group while I was in the cell. I want you to enjoy my time to indulge or you focus on your thesis. Let Madame Bramantyo can quickly bear her M.E title."
"It hurts."
Ayra grimaces when Bram's nose is pinched.
"Then what did Ayra hear?"
"Yes, that's just the worst possibility. Tomorrow, you accompany me to pick Liona home. Mas let Bams and Papa accompany..Okay?"
"But isn't every piece of evidence clearly pointing to Riki and Shela mas?"
"Tomorrow, the hearing with the agenda listens to the prosecutor's answer to my defense. The lawyer said it would not last long. But I'm worried because my lawyer's prediction of the mass protest will increase Ay. I don't want you or your mom to get hurt again because of the brutality of those protesters."
Ayra who almost dropped her tears. Trying not to drip those clear details. She did not want her husband to feel sad and guilty. But Bram can see clearly the tears that are at the end of Ayra's eye patch.
"I'm sorry. If only...."
one finger Ayra stick on Bram's lips.
"Don't dream about it. Ayra does not blame the masses for the. Ayra is only sad about the condition of the mother if it is the verdict of the Judge who will still impose his sentence on the mas."
Bram rubbed the tip of Ayra's eye.
"Please promise me that if the worst happens, you won't drop these tears. Every time I see these tears. Makes you feel guilty."
"Ayra will be patient. For patience with the calamity of God has the highest degree."
"Help to strengthen Liona so that she can be patient with her trials. She is a woman who is too perfectionist until she only thinks about her goals. He's the kind of person who doesn't accept failure or defeat Ay."
"You've been watching her all this time?"
"Just as a sister-in-law. During this time mas always find out the development of rumors he because it concerns Beni. I don't blame Liona. But their homes are too complicated. They live one roof but are busy with their respective worlds.
Even the rumors are skewed about Liona, it's the mas that always finish so as not to get to the public. So that Beni and himself can get along. But they're just as hard. And-"
"Liona's feelings for the mas are making the mas worry if she lives here?"
"Hem."
Bram looked at Ayra inside.
"Originally, you can keep your eyes on. My heart, how much women like it is not a problem. The problem is if mas gives the opportunity or opportunity of the woman to enter the heart of the mas. And usually it starts from sight."
"That's why your assistant Aisha put it on Borneo for a while. There it is responsibility. Because it's pity to be put away. If you remain an assistant, you have two choices. He and Rafi keep arguing or mas can fall in love with her because they are often alone with her."
"Alhamdulillah. Thank you very much."
"Let's take a break. Tomorrow you'll be taken with the driver."
"His feet are stiff...."
Ayra clasped both her hands around Bram's neck and whined spoiled.
"Sir, are you... or do you want more?"
"Oh No my Hubby's. I'm Just kidding. Hehe... "
Bram quickly carried his wife's body to rest because the night was getting late.